It had just dawned on Michael that he was now thinking about himselfenfemme; as Michele rather than as Michael. Then Amanda lowered her faceto Michele...s. Her breath was sweet, her face was beautiful in the heavymakeup. Amanda lowered her lips and kissed Michele, gently at first,just a light brush of lipstick against lipstick and then a lingering peckthat slowly evolved into a full French kiss, as she slipped her tongueinto Michele's mouth.Michele responded and tried to kiss the Matron harder. ' A sultry voice speaks up from behind me. I turn around and see what is, without a doubt, the sexiest woman I have ever seen in my life. Bright blonde hair ran all the way down to the small of her back, with her perfectly structured cheeks stretched to an adorable smirk that, coupled with her single raised eyebrow, would strip me on the spot if I was wearing any clothes. A silk robe is draped loosely across her body, showing the entirety of her gorgeously sculpted legs. It is placed so it. Now they sat in silence as the gate opened once again and the car slipped through it, winding forward into the night. She sat taller in her seat as they approached the house, her shoulders squared, breasts thrust forward, heaving against the dress with each slow, deep breath. She leaned forward slightly as though she was drawn to their destination by the same powerful force that equally repelled her husband.When the engine died she looked at him with love and pity."The things you must be. I staggered into the bathroom and downed glass after glass of water. The pain in the back of my head was intense. My crotch ached.Jerry had rinsed out and hung up my red dress. I checked it for remnants of my drunken eruption of margarita and meatball. There were none I could find.I had to hurry. This was my first day as the newly-elected treasurer of a Christian charity in Kansas City. I desperately wanted to do a good job. My service on the Board of Directors was my ticket to freedom from my.